Sign Language

There is something about sign language that makes me wish I could sign and/or read lips. I am partially deaf in both ears and its not too serious, but if it gets any worse I will have hearing aids. But I'm okay with that...because then I could talk my mom into letting me learn sign language. Last year, I went through an obsession with sign language (before I knew about my hearing impairment) and tried to teach myself how to sign. it didn't really work out too well, but I never forgot how much I loved learning and how good it made me feel.
After read The Five Flavors of Dumb by Anthony John, I became re-obsessed with sign language. I just checked out a ton of books from the library about sign language so I could teach myself how to sign. I am also asking my mom to sign me up to learn how to sign for my birthday.
There is just something about using your hands to talk that makes me feel happy. Its such a hard thing to explain, but it just feels right. It feels so much better than talking. Using your hands to talk just seems so much more personal, to me anyway. You can change your voice so it shows no emotion, but with your hands you can always tell when someone is mad, or happy, or nervous. Its called body langauge. If you are happy, your hands could be moving faster and so much lighter. If your mad all the motions are hard and straight. Or when you are nervous they might shake.
I guess you could call it ironic that the girl who is obsessed with sign language finds out that she is hearing impaired. And while its hard to ask someone to repeat themself 5 times before you kind of understand what they are saying, I'm okay with it. It would be so much better than being blind. If I were blind, it would be like missing the whole world. Like never being able to see the beauty that can be found. Sound is just noise and while it can be pretty, its nothing compared to sight. And if you describe a scene with just the right words, you can hear music or sound within the words.